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IzzyWizzy

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  1. Hey! So glad you liked it, i honestly had fun writing this one and despite the shortness i felt like it was a decent attempt to get back into it.
  2. Gwen was a good student, that wasn't the issue behind why so many professors didn't like her, she was smart, attractive, funny, traits nearly anyone liked! What they didn't was how distant she seemed, how distracted she was and how she kept disappearing, with seemingly the worst excuses possible, but hey, that's most teenagers, right? Not Gwen Stacey, also known as the one, and only -- Spiderwoman. Being a hero was hard, it had to be, otherwise other people would do it more often! There'd be boat loads of superpowered individuals, yet, there wasn't, why? Because it's a job that requires the most painful currency of all -- sacrifice, and Gwen had too much to give... Gwen could feel the chill in the air as it passed silently and invisibly through the window, she couldn't just feel the slight disturbance in the air -- she could sense it, she could smell it, she could SEE it, that was the worst thing about her spidersense, she couldn't block anything out. She shifted uncomfortably in her seat as she heard the teacher explain the homework they had, absentmindedly making note of the woman's demands for the next week, her brain was too occupied with the pain in her abdomen, it was sharp and familiar, a hurting itch -- the need to pee. She didn't, contrary to popular belief, have a super bladder, if anything it was worse than the weak, dangerously sensitive bladder she had before she'd been bitten -- every mild urge stung like an absolute bitch and her muscles had been weakened by days on end of pushing it past it's limits to the point that they simply just...stopped recovering, she could heal fast, yeah -- but some things, as well as mental damage, just couldn't be fixed, her body had tried to fix it by strengthening the muscles but that only made it worse, it made her body push the pee out even harder involuntary, it had turned cases of 'i'm desperate but i can hold it' into cases of 'I'm peeing my pants and i can't stop.' The bell, by some miracle, rang out as her needs reached that desperate level, and she shot up out of her seat to get into the hallway, to the toilet, it was the end of the day, she'd catch the bus, go home, and hopefully not wet the bed again. And as she was about to reach the door, she felt it, the hairs on her limbs stood up on end, her body shuddered, everything felt icy and burning hot at the same time. Danger. She moved quickly, momentarily forgetting about her need to go as she rushed herself out of the school and into an alleyway. Getting changed was hard, her need returned with a vengeance as she began to unbutton her jean shorts -- ready to release and yet she didn't have the time, the longer she waited, the more someone had a chance of dying. Swinging was painful, the pendulum effect made her need a 1000x more worse but it was the quickest way to get there, to stop... GREEN GOBLIN She felt fear, he'd always made things the worst for her, he'd caused most of the damage she had mentally, and wasn't far off being to blame for her physical injuries, either, he didn't worry about hurting you, he aimed to kill. "Goblin!" She shouted, feeling the tears fill in her eyes as she heard her voice break, Goblin knew she was afraid. He always knew. "What's wrong, Spiderbaby?" He said in a clearly sarcastical and sadistic voice. He was making fun of her! "Going to run away with wet pants, again?" She felt the redness rise to her skin and despite her mask hiding it, she couldn't help but feel crushed. The last time they'd fought, she had wet herself. Not thinking straight, and fuelled by her anger and her now reminded need to pee, she rushed at him, shooting a web as she connected to his foot and pulled herself at him -- She didn't even make it half way before his glider caught her in the act, swooping in and slamming into her side, sending her sideways. Immediately, she felt it, her bladder protested and without her control, a two second-ish leak escaped, it was warm and clearly very painful to keep the rest in as she struggled to swipe the glider away and keep control of her issue, having to push off the glider to land and so, in the acrobatic move, it happened again, this time it was longer, a much stronger spurt as it splashed straight through her panties and into her white, black and pink designed costume pants, leaving a wetspot the size of a ping pong ball. She was furious, not again, it would not happen again. She rushed in, dodging the glider this time, with the help from her spidersense and sent it towards him, as it flew at him, he jumped, and unaware of her sudden attack, wasn't prepared for the 'bite' that followed, as she punched him so hard in the face that the glass in the lenses of his mask completely shattered in his right lense and the left cracked. She followed this up with a hard uppercut to his sternum and a right hook to his kidney, her child years as a boxing student showing out as she then followed it up with a shot to his nose before she grabbed his suit's armoured top, the metal bending under her grasp. Her face was one of pure anger, that he couldn't see as he simply laughed through the pain, and then, he spoke. "Looks like you fell for it -- again." And then he uncoupled three 'smoke' grenades from his belt and dropped them in unison, she was too quick in her angered state, too intuned to her abilities to think and as she caught one, overestimating the density of it, it blew up, quite literally, in her face and a plume of green smoke escaped. She breathed it in, and immediately, she could tell something was wrong, she stumbled back, letting go off him as she felt her bladder muscles loosen without her permission, what had she inhaled, what had he done? She coughed yet again, and pee immediately began flooding her pants, she couldn't hold it, it was like her muscles had just...turned off, they wouldn't respond to her incessant cries to work and all the while, the goblin laughed as he recalled his glider. "See you around, pissypants, good luck with crime fighting now!" And he escaped, she was too busy pissing her pants to stop him, and in a frightened attempt to hide, she covered her face despite the mask, a small crowd began to form and all she could was the insults and the children asking why their hero was pissing herself like a little girl, it was horrible. She ran, webbing away and soon, she found herself at the top of the empire state building, sobbing to herself as she replayed the events over and over in her head. He was right, she was a pissypants, a...a baby, it had happened again. (And that's the end so far! sorry for it being so short, i tried my best as i didn't have much time, huge thanks to @Shadowdevil for the commission, i love writing as the many i have and still do rp with will know and hopefully this is the start of me getting back into it. Anyway, this was meant to be a one shot but if you all like it, i could continue it, let me know what you all think!)
  3. hey guys, i know i’m so inconsistent with these but i promise i’m gonna try my hardest to stay on top this time. Mainly; there’s a few things that’ll factor into my ability to complete some fanfictions, one of the biggest being my love or knowledge of the source material — i’m more likely to finish something that i know or like since i feel educated on it instead of the common 'walking on hot magma' feeling writers get when doing something they aren’t very knowledgeable of. Second as well is my motivation. I try my best to stay motivated but writers know how difficult it is to get past writers block or in that mindset if you simply don’t have the energy for it, but this is something i’m working on and i promise to try my best to get stories finished — anyway, dm me for private details of your story or if you feel comfortable not being anon, just post it here okay luv you all looking forward to all ur ideas bye ❤️
  4. hey guys, i know i’m so inconsistent with these but i promise i’m gonna try my hardest to stay on top this time. Mainly; there’s a few things that’ll factor into my ability to complete some fanfictions, one of the biggest being my love or knowledge of the source material — i’m more likely to finish something that i know or like since i feel educated on it instead of the common 'walking on hot magma' feeling writers get when doing something they aren’t very knowledgeable of. Second as well is my motivation. I try my best to stay motivated but writers know how difficult it is to get past writers block or in that mindset if you simply don’t have the energy for it, but this is something i’m working on and i promise to try my best to get stories finished — anyway, dm me for private details of your story or if you feel comfortable not being anon, just post it here okay luv you all looking forward to all ur ideas bye ❤️
  5. i’m glad you think so! i try 🙂 you could try like physical challenges to start off with, jumping jacks, the like, maybe planks as that uses your abdominal muscles, uhhh also stuff like having to stand still without holding yourself or crossing your legs — or maybe pressing your bladder into a countertop or a desk so it obv puts pressure on your bladder, all sorts really! it depends what you’re comfortable with
  6. you could try challenges! maybe collect people’s requests of challenges weeks before you actually do the video and then do them while holding as to make it harder for you to hold, ofc you get to pick out the challenges you do as to make it still comfortable for yourself 🙂
  7. Hey, i can attempt this, what characters would you like? hey, i’m not super comfortable with this idea but i can attempt but it probably won’t be super soon. hey, i’m not too versed with this franchise but i can attempt this at some point!
  8. hey everybody, i’m hoping to get back up to date on my story commissions and such — a lot has happened in my liferecently that turned my world practically upside down.Thankfully, it seems to have calmed down a little now so iwant to make an attempt at restarting the writing of stories that i used to do for people, so let me know what you’d like!
  9. hey everybody, i’m hoping to get back up to date on my story commissions and such — a lot has happened in my life recently that turned my world practically upside down. Thankfully, it seems to have calmed down a little now so i want to make an attempt at restarting the writing of stories that i used to do for people, so let me know what you’d like!
  10. what request would that be? i’d be happy to do it anyhow 🙂
  11. I’ll try this one soon! I’ll try this one as well! I’ll do my best, but i’m not really that familiar with the characters, but i will try! same as the above!
  12. Okay, so, been a while since i posted in this thread but i thought i’d try to make a little return, and maybe do some free requests and commissions, i’m just going to label some of my boundaries/limits, but other than that, i’ll try my best to write whatever people want. 1. Male omorashi — not a fan of this to be honest, but i’ll allow male characters and such, or maybe even desperation so long as theres a female character present, more than likely with slightly worse issues. 2. Forced Regression — this just feels icky to me so would feel a lot better not writing about it, i’d do some normal regression, though, as like as it’s consensual on both sides. 3. Underage characters — again, another one that i just have to stress — if you want a character like, say wednesday or eleven etc, so long as i’m okay to age them up to at least eighteen, then i’ll write about them. 4. Messing — not a fan of messing and most of the time won’t write it, there are always exceptions though so ask first beforehand. Okay thanks ya’ll, hope to get some requests soon 🙂
  13. A new story idea i’m trying out! let me know with some feedback what you think 🙂 Chapter 1: Sorry, out of order The sun was beating down harder than ever — It was supposed to be the hottest day of the year, and so ‘naturally', it felt like the planet was being boiled alive. Camila took a long, shaky breath through her nose as she tried to catch her breath, she’d only just made it! The college buses were scheduled to leave any minute, and having been held back in class because her professor didn’t like the way two other students were looking at him — She found herself in a tough predicament, you see, she hadn’t been to the bathroom all day, having arrived at the college she studied at around 8:30 am, going into her first class, which was an hour and a half, and going to pee at 10:00 am — She had a rather shy bladder, and couldn’t pee when others were around, like some kind of stupid defence mechanism, 'what was it meant to protect, her bladder from predators?' she thought to herself as she shifted uncomfortably on the spot, rubbing her thighs softly, and discreetly together as she stood in the sunlight — her face was a light red, from the sun, no doubt, and felt soaked with sweat. Not really thinking, she took grasp of the bottom of her shirt, and lifted it, bringing it up to her head, she bent slightly to conceal her figure more while she wiped the sweat from her eyes, though now it left her white t-shirt somewhat see through around the bottom, not completely visible, but somewhat. Her bladder pinged out in desperation, causing her to double over a small bit due to the sharp pain, like a stabbing — in her abdomen. Her light blue jeans, held tightly by a belt as she was severely skinny, and short, weren’t helping as they pressed on her bladder difficultly, and it felt like every time she moved, it became harder to hold it. Finally, the security guard at the front opened the gate! Good news, she could finally get on the bus. Bad news? She was swept up in the stampede that hung behind her to try and get on, too. No one wanted to stay around that long — And waiting for another bus to arrive would take forever. She was knocked slightly as she made her way into the line, and felt her crotch grow slightly warm, not much, but enough to dampen her panties, as she could feel the wetness clinging to her most delicate parts. Carefully, she clambered aboard the vessel, taking slow, clumsy steps up the stairs, one hand rested lightly on her abdomen, and the other holding her bag in her hand. As she reached the aisle, she felt another, stronger spurt slip out, this time soaking her panties, she couldn’t help but blush from the feeling that she felt overtake her as she felt the sodden fabric cling to her delicates like she was trying to cling on to her dignity and continence. She moved again, quickly swinging herself into a two seated area - to ensure no one else followed her, she put her bag on the other seat, and took a glance out of the window. God, she’d never been this desperate in her life! She was in so much pain that it felt like her legs were shaking as she put one over the other. And then she pressed down on her bladder, not on purpose, of course — but instead as she tried to hold herself. Her bladder didn’t even attempt to stop it this time — another spurt escaped, lasting maybe three seconds as she felt it soak straight through her panties, and into her crotch, and the seat of her jeans — She could feel the wetness resting against her upper thighs, and her butt. She wasn’t much of a talker, but she couldn’t stop a quiet squeal escaping her as she realised that she was fighting a losing battle — she couldn’t hold it, she really couldn’t. Her gaze shifted to the aisle again, then to the people around her, would they notice? surely not. She took a long glance to her bag — seeing her hoodie poking out of the half opened zipper, just as her bladder sent another desperate urge to her. Her mind was made up — she knew what she had to do. -— And that’s the end of the first chapter! i didn’t want to write more than that as i’m not 100% on the story myself but i thought i’d try some light desperation, and then if people want me to continue, the totally 'accidental' wetting will follow in the next chapter, followed by an actual accidental wetting.
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